English Poetry. Robert William Service. Profane Poet. Роберт Уильям Сервис.

Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис)

Profane Poet

Oh how it would enable me
To titillate my vanity
If you should choose to label me
A Poet of Profanity!
For I've been known with vulgar slang
To stoke the Sacred Fire,
And even used a word like 'hang',
Suggesting ire.

Yea, I've been slyly told, although
It savours of inanity,
In print the ladies often show
A failing for profanity.
So to delight the dears I try,
And often in the past
In fabricating sonnets I
Have fulminated: 'Blast!'

I know I shock the sober folk
Who doubt my lyric sanity,
And readers of my rhyme provoke
By publishing profanity,
But oh a hale and hearty curse
Is very dear to me,
And so I end this bit of verse
With d-- and d-- and d--!

Robert William Service’s other poems:

1. Spanish Women
2. The Prospector
3. Pullman Porter
4. Abandoned Dog
5. The Ballad of Blasphemous Bill

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